If I was here before you, please don’t walk in running your mouth like you own the place. I am a Native American and would much appreciate some respect shown towards my people.
Did you know I’m 1/125 Native American? I actually got my whole tuition paid for by Fort Lewis College because of the fact. Yes. Native Americans usually make up 1% of college!
Native Americans have a long rich history. The the white people effed the natives real good and hard and now their poor. They wear feathers which is pretty cool. I think they are cool.
Native is kind of inherently racist, it has this weird connotation of savagery. It’s weird that words have have inherent connotations sometimes. I mean, it’s just a jumble of letters.
native americans were once living in this land until colubus came and was big fat douche bag and then everything stemmed from there and then allthe natives sadly dies. it was very tradgic especially becuase native cuolture is so beautful but now there on reservations and its all too weird.
oh no this time is running again. what is this nonsecnce. natives are awesome peoples but andrew jackson was mean. and then all the natives dies. and then the natives were forced on the loong walk during hte civil war and then they all died.
Native americans are odd. Alec Ferko is a silly, naughty boy, who doesn’t agree that natives are odd. I don’t care about this subject really at all. Damn bro.
Native Americans, Digital natives, native to a country. Natives are people who know the culture because they live within it. So, could you talk about natives as being part of family?
it was obvious yo anyone, that he was not from around here. The way he held himself, the words he used. That was largely the reason why he was always isolated and scorned by the natives
Native to America – what can that possible mean? A dinosaur might think differently about the topic than you and me…if it could think? To be dead and gone is not to be, so what matters what’s native? It’s only you and me here. Now
well, yes, I was born here. Born and raised. Went to Jefferson elementary, Rogers Jr. High, and then west High. so nothing much else, kinda boring, even when it wasn’t a bedroom community like it is now.
She was the only native. An outcast at this school. I couldn’t believe how badly someone could be treated just because of how they look or where they came from. If this is the type of world we live in then I don’t want to live here at all.
there were many native insects that once lived in Gurhen, many indeed. But Saleh didn’t care for them, he had brought his own lunch and had no intention of eating the local insects. In fact, he’d never even thought about eating bugs.
What is it to be native to your land when you feel no connection to the earth, the sky, the buildings, and the people you walk by day to day? It is so much where you’re born and live, or a feeling of belonging to something beyond yourself?
To understand the instincts of people with such instincts as those found within their own homes is to behold as such passionate and unrivalled determination as could be seen in those that I saw on this day.
she was native to the beautiful islands of the south pacific, where the water is flowing, flowers are vibrant pastel colours and the people are totally naked. She would eat fruit fresh from the trees, and the juice would drip down her chin.
The native felt out of place in his own home. It was now littered with odd creamy white faces, all shiny and sweaty in the sun. They are arrived on ships decked out in stars and stripes. “We come in peace,” they said. It didn’t take long to realize that their definition of peace and his were quite different.
I may have grown up on he opposite end of the country, but I always felt out of place there. Here I feel like I really belong. Like I’ve been a New Jersey native my whole life.
Native americans were among the first to be exterminated by the idiot savants of the midwest invasion, then the wave of tyranny fed north to the seals and eskimos and beached manatees with clubbable heads and tasty-looking flesh.
I was a native in the little circle we had formulated over the years. In an instance of conflict, there were three of us who’d always argue how we had more rights because we had been there longer than the rest. Only later did I come to realize the self-deceit: we could not operate as a small click for the common good of many, and at the end the three of us also just ended up confronting each other, trying to prove our powers. Once everything was destroyed, I needed to beg the new collective to take me on board. And there were a group of four, who considered themselves as the group of originals.
native is the place where you are born or brought for a long time. we usually have nostaglia towards native places. we like to attend natives during holidays. your native is the place where all your relatives hail from. my native is gudur.
He was a native boy, with ruddy hair and pale skin punctuated by light, tawny freckles. He squinted his watery eyes—there was a boat approaching on the distant horizon.
The leader stepped forth and looked Harold up and down. The looms clicked in the background, groups of wrinkle-faced women and men wove the dream-tapestries.
“No one has a right to impose their dreams on others. That’s why we make our own.”
The man felt relived. He was finally home, he slumped down and cried. There was nothing that could spoil this moment. After a time he stood up, walking forward to the front of the ship. He smiled the furious smile of a man with one goal. “I have come to free you” the words slipped out barely more than a wisper. “I have come to take you back.”
The girl looked up from her pit of blackness that she had fallen in. A small face with paint splashed on it peered down at her.
“Help!” She cried out to the native, hoping he might as well understand some word of English, “Don’t you island inhabitants learn something from your captives or victims who happen upon your tiny rock?”
There’s no other place we’d rather be, we take every step precisely, knowing the very blades of grass as if they were the hairs on the back of our hands. There is an extreme confidence in every little thing we do, even our breath screams with strength and passion. This is our home, we are natives, yet be not afraid, we welcome you with open arms, come and join us. You haven’t realised this, but you are one to, yes, a native.
She was a native to this town, but that didn’t make it any less foreign. Sometimes she walked the streets and she could hardly see the world as it was now — all she saw was her memories. And then she’d happen upon a corner where an old club had been and see a brand new pharmacy and she’d wonder if she really knew this town at all. The natives were underground now, you had to look for them.
these plants are soft
and forgiving of the sharp rays of sun.
i wonder if I myself should look to them,
or ascend to the sky.
shall i be the native or the white man?
(why is it always the white man?)
Emotions were her native tongue, he realized. The way she opened her arms and closed her eyes, as though letting all the world into her and pushing all of herself out. He had never seen her do this. Emotions had been twisted many times before in front of him. But this display was never necessary.
I am native to Michigan. I’m currently out of my natural habitat, which makes me uncomfortable at times. Sometimes, you can learn to make everywhere your habitat — or at least a few places. Soon enough, CA will be my home.
“You’re not native to these lands,” she said slowly, eyes narrowing in time.
“True enough,” she agreed, dipping her head in acknowledgement. “I’m from Liberia, in the west,”
Her eyes narrowed further. “I’ve never heard of such a place,”
The mystery woman smiled, teeth flashing against the bold red of her lips. “It’s not really a place worth hearing about,”
Natives may be people of a particular country or plants and trees also native to a particular country Our language is also coloured by the word as an adjective, describing language
If I was here before you, please don’t walk in running your mouth like you own the place. I am a Native American and would much appreciate some respect shown towards my people.
Did you know I’m 1/125 Native American? I actually got my whole tuition paid for by Fort Lewis College because of the fact. Yes. Native Americans usually make up 1% of college!
Native Americans have a long rich history. The the white people effed the natives real good and hard and now their poor. They wear feathers which is pretty cool. I think they are cool.
Native is kind of inherently racist, it has this weird connotation of savagery. It’s weird that words have have inherent connotations sometimes. I mean, it’s just a jumble of letters.
native americans were once living in this land until colubus came and was big fat douche bag and then everything stemmed from there and then allthe natives sadly dies. it was very tradgic especially becuase native cuolture is so beautful but now there on reservations and its all too weird.
oh no this time is running again. what is this nonsecnce. natives are awesome peoples but andrew jackson was mean. and then all the natives dies. and then the natives were forced on the loong walk during hte civil war and then they all died.
Revolving around culture and where somebody is from. It is all about a person’s origin and how their life came to be.
Native americans are odd. Alec Ferko is a silly, naughty boy, who doesn’t agree that natives are odd. I don’t care about this subject really at all. Damn bro.
Native Americans, Digital natives, native to a country. Natives are people who know the culture because they live within it. So, could you talk about natives as being part of family?
Wouldn’t it be nice to just stay here?
Stay in the place where you grew up in?
Stay where all your best memories are?
Stay where all the important people in your life are?
I wish I could stay.
native times , spent here
on the couch my granny left me
rolling it into place
till it feels like home
it was obvious yo anyone, that he was not from around here. The way he held himself, the words he used. That was largely the reason why he was always isolated and scorned by the natives
Native to America – what can that possible mean? A dinosaur might think differently about the topic than you and me…if it could think? To be dead and gone is not to be, so what matters what’s native? It’s only you and me here. Now
native of world is the body but does Atma exist?
well, yes, I was born here. Born and raised. Went to Jefferson elementary, Rogers Jr. High, and then west High. so nothing much else, kinda boring, even when it wasn’t a bedroom community like it is now.
She was the only native. An outcast at this school. I couldn’t believe how badly someone could be treated just because of how they look or where they came from. If this is the type of world we live in then I don’t want to live here at all.
there were many native insects that once lived in Gurhen, many indeed. But Saleh didn’t care for them, he had brought his own lunch and had no intention of eating the local insects. In fact, he’d never even thought about eating bugs.
What is it to be native to your land when you feel no connection to the earth, the sky, the buildings, and the people you walk by day to day? It is so much where you’re born and live, or a feeling of belonging to something beyond yourself?
To understand the instincts of people with such instincts as those found within their own homes is to behold as such passionate and unrivalled determination as could be seen in those that I saw on this day.
she was native to the beautiful islands of the south pacific, where the water is flowing, flowers are vibrant pastel colours and the people are totally naked. She would eat fruit fresh from the trees, and the juice would drip down her chin.
The native felt out of place in his own home. It was now littered with odd creamy white faces, all shiny and sweaty in the sun. They are arrived on ships decked out in stars and stripes. “We come in peace,” they said. It didn’t take long to realize that their definition of peace and his were quite different.
I may have grown up on he opposite end of the country, but I always felt out of place there. Here I feel like I really belong. Like I’ve been a New Jersey native my whole life.
Native americans were among the first to be exterminated by the idiot savants of the midwest invasion, then the wave of tyranny fed north to the seals and eskimos and beached manatees with clubbable heads and tasty-looking flesh.
I was a native in the little circle we had formulated over the years. In an instance of conflict, there were three of us who’d always argue how we had more rights because we had been there longer than the rest. Only later did I come to realize the self-deceit: we could not operate as a small click for the common good of many, and at the end the three of us also just ended up confronting each other, trying to prove our powers. Once everything was destroyed, I needed to beg the new collective to take me on board. And there were a group of four, who considered themselves as the group of originals.
native is the place where you are born or brought for a long time. we usually have nostaglia towards native places. we like to attend natives during holidays. your native is the place where all your relatives hail from. my native is gudur.
In my native language I am probably able to express myself more direct. Still, this exercise gives me a small jumpstart on the day.
He was a native boy, with ruddy hair and pale skin punctuated by light, tawny freckles. He squinted his watery eyes—there was a boat approaching on the distant horizon.
“We live here.”
The leader stepped forth and looked Harold up and down. The looms clicked in the background, groups of wrinkle-faced women and men wove the dream-tapestries.
“No one has a right to impose their dreams on others. That’s why we make our own.”
The man felt relived. He was finally home, he slumped down and cried. There was nothing that could spoil this moment. After a time he stood up, walking forward to the front of the ship. He smiled the furious smile of a man with one goal. “I have come to free you” the words slipped out barely more than a wisper. “I have come to take you back.”
the man sat looking forward. Peering into the mist. He looked harder. There it was. A land mass, he had been searching for so long.
The girl looked up from her pit of blackness that she had fallen in. A small face with paint splashed on it peered down at her.
“Help!” She cried out to the native, hoping he might as well understand some word of English, “Don’t you island inhabitants learn something from your captives or victims who happen upon your tiny rock?”
There’s no other place we’d rather be, we take every step precisely, knowing the very blades of grass as if they were the hairs on the back of our hands. There is an extreme confidence in every little thing we do, even our breath screams with strength and passion. This is our home, we are natives, yet be not afraid, we welcome you with open arms, come and join us. You haven’t realised this, but you are one to, yes, a native.
She was a native to this town, but that didn’t make it any less foreign. Sometimes she walked the streets and she could hardly see the world as it was now — all she saw was her memories. And then she’d happen upon a corner where an old club had been and see a brand new pharmacy and she’d wonder if she really knew this town at all. The natives were underground now, you had to look for them.
these plants are soft
and forgiving of the sharp rays of sun.
i wonder if I myself should look to them,
or ascend to the sky.
shall i be the native or the white man?
(why is it always the white man?)
Emotions were her native tongue, he realized. The way she opened her arms and closed her eyes, as though letting all the world into her and pushing all of herself out. He had never seen her do this. Emotions had been twisted many times before in front of him. But this display was never necessary.
I am native to Michigan. I’m currently out of my natural habitat, which makes me uncomfortable at times. Sometimes, you can learn to make everywhere your habitat — or at least a few places. Soon enough, CA will be my home.
Native intelligence
In a foreign land
Déjàvu, I repeat
Forseen in a dream
Colors flush and streak
I’m the spirited one
In the clouds
At dusk
In the dew
At dawn
It’s beautiful.
I envy them all.
Such beautiful people.
With beautiful language.
How I wish
I had been born
a native Icelander.
“You’re not native to these lands,” she said slowly, eyes narrowing in time.
“True enough,” she agreed, dipping her head in acknowledgement. “I’m from Liberia, in the west,”
Her eyes narrowed further. “I’ve never heard of such a place,”
The mystery woman smiled, teeth flashing against the bold red of her lips. “It’s not really a place worth hearing about,”
we love this country
don’t we
we live this country
they don’t know what it’s like to
live here
love here
leave
Natives may be people of a particular country or plants and trees also native to a particular country Our language is also coloured by the word as an adjective, describing language